William Harley's death !(Of Harley Davidson fame)

When inventor William Harley died,
September eighteenth, nineteen forty three,
He wound up at Heaven's pearly gates,
Where St. Peter he did see.

St, Peter said "Since you've been a good man,
And your Motorcycles changed the world,
You can hang around with anyone here",
Then a long list he unfurled.

William read the list, then thought awhile,
Then said"I'd like to hang round with God",
St.Peter said"I'll shortly take you to him,
Even though I think its really odd",

"Your motorcycles have spawned many chapters,
Hells Angels being the one of ill repute,
Though I think its strange I'll take you though,
It could likely all end up, a huge dispute.

St. Peter took William through, to God in his throne room,
Introducing him to God, there then was a long silent pause,
"You being the inventor of women sir", William said,
As one pro to another sir, they've got some bad design flaws".

God was somewhat taken back, asking what then those flaws might be,
"those two protusions you put on the front end, cause imbalance,
With high mainainence cost's, and at speed chattering constantly,
Most rear ends too soft, and wobble lots with no balance.

Always seems to be needing great preperation.
Spending far too much time in the W.C.
Then that problem that occurs to them monthly
It seems a really huge problem to me.

God said,"you have some good points there William,
And though my invention most certainly has flaw's
But last time I checked, more folk rode my invention,
I'm pleased to say, Than have ever ridden yours !